Outside the interrogation room, Lucianne stayed in her mate’s hard chest as her thumb stroked his nape in slow, soothing motions. Xandar continued taking in her scent from her hair as he focused on her comforting voice cooing to him through their mind-link.

When his heart rate returned to normal and his temperament was under better control, he pressed a kiss on her forehead before he asked in dissatisfaction, “So, what should we do if Greg does stray, my love?”

Seeing that their private moment was over, Christian came over to join the discussion. Lucianne’s brows furrowed as she took another hard look at Greg who was now being escorted...